After the three locked themselves in Lily's room, Lily made her way over to the bed and sat down as Ron turned on Draco and growled out in his most vicious tone, "What the good goddamn do you and Neville think you're doing coming here Draco? Do you have any idea how much trouble you would have just caused for us? Why if I hadn't told Sirius that we are dopplegangers already, we'd be fucked!"

To which Draco bared his teeth and snarled back, "Watch you're tone with me boy. I came here because it was necessary that I do so. As for Neville, I honestly don't know why he's here. So ask him." Lily tilted her head to the side a bit and considered the two men that she thought of as some of her closest friends. Ron's frame was practically vibrating with rage, his expression murderous as he clenched and unclenched his hands into fists at his sides.

And Draco- her poor beautiful, lovely, sweet Draco...

He looked...strained. There were lines around his mouth and eyes that she had never seen before except when he- Oh. Oh! He only got that strained look when he needed to feed, desperately.

Ron opened his mouth to say something else scathing but Lily cut him off when she shifted on the bed and called Draco over to her. The vampire looked at Ron then back at Lily, obviously not wanting to give up this argument so easily- It might give Weasely a swollen head or something.

But when Lily motioned for him to come to her side again, he simply gave up the fight and brushed past Ron so that he could reach her. His shoulder pushing against the red heads in an dismissive manner.

The second he reached her, she took his hand and placed it on her chest, right between her breasts and waited for him to push her back and stretch out on top of her when Ron snapped as his world bled to red. It was a damn good thing that Draco was already immortal or Ron would kill him.

"Hey! What the hell-"

"Calm down Ron," Lily said in a gentle tone as she reached out with one hand and cupped one of Draco's cheeks in her hand. Her slightest touch causing his fangs to elongate enough for Ron to see them and think, Oh hell no.

The damned blonde wasn't sinking his goddamn fangs into Lily! Ngh-uh, no way- no, no, no, no!

"He needs to feed-" Lily said as if the current change in their situation was like nothing more than a brief change in the wheather. "And badly from the looks of it." She said as Draco slowly slipped his hand up to Lily's neck and hooked his hand around her nape and leaned in and gently kissed her on the lips as he glared at Ron out of the corner of his scarlet eyes.

Ron gaped at the scene unfolding before him and walked over to the fireplace and grabbed the first (and heaviest) object his hand came into contact with and quietly, oh so very quietly while Draco was busying himself with playfully nipping and licking a particular spot on Lily's neck- Snuck up behind his former school chum and slammed the object down on the back of the vampire's skull with as much force as he could, exciting a startled scream from Lily and a string of oaths from Draco who turned on him with his fangs bared and snarled, "What the hell is your problem?!"

"You're my problem Malfory," Ron growled as he reached out and grabbed the vampire by the back of his shirt and pulled him away from Lily. "Just what the hell are you doing to Lily?" He demanded in a harsh tone. Draco opened his mouth to answer him when he noted Ron's expression.

The other man was beyond furious right now... He was also acting like a jealous bastard.

Such uncool un Ron-like behavior could only mean one thing, Ron really was falling for Lily otherwise he wouldn't have interrupted his feeding.

Draco reigned in his temper and blinked at Ron, his need for blood suddenly pushed to the back of his mind as he said softly, "Oh Ron," I'm sorry. Draco thought as he used the tip of his tongue to wet his lips and said, "Look, I don't want to hurt Lily so it's good that you're here. In order for me to feed she has to experience pleasure. Normally Neville or I would do it but since your suddenly on the band wagon the maybe you should."

Ron blinked at him and made a puzzled 'huh' sound as Draco gnashed his fangs together in frustration. Dammit what was it with Weasely's and the one's closest to them? It was like the Weasely men tattooed the words, Not for me, mentally across the foreheads of the women they loved.

They were idiots. The whole lot of them.

Sighing Draco grabbed Ron by the front of his shirt and lifted him bodily and threw him onto the bed causing Lily to topple over and roll across the bed as Ron hit. Lily winding up stretched out on top of Ron who was blushing the same color as his hair. "I said, take care of her so I don't hurt her, stupid." Draco snapped one last time as he headed for the door.

Until Lily was ready he should busy himself with something else. The last thing he wanted was to interrupt.